50,000 years ago, Hell was destroyed because of too much Foul from the resentment of the souls that later turned to Soul Eaters and devoured everything in their wake, leaving nothing of Hell. The gods above in Heaven, in order to take care of the newly-died souls, created the Afterlife Department comprised of grim reapers. Huo Ling was delivering food that day when he met Yi Bing and the guy gave him a warning. When he arrived to the customer's unit, he was killed. Huo Ling: you set up a death flag for me! Yi Bing: I'm a grim reaper. I'm the flag myself. Let me help you solve the mystery of your death. Huo Ling: your sister! Alternative title: The Different Ways I Died at 23 Update: daily
Huo Ling heaved a deep sigh. "Let's set this matter aside right now. We have to find Zhuo Xia first." He spoke with a heavy expression.
Yi Bing nodded in agreement. They will investigate the truth about the Zhuo family's massacre later. What is important right now is to find Zhuo Xia.
"The direct teleportation is disabled. Even the cause of death was obscured…" Huo Ling muttered and shook his head, stopping himself right then and there from complaining. Or else, Yi Bing would freeze him, literally. "So, where should we start?" he asked as he turned to Yi Bing.
"Which person do you think likely has picked him up?" Yi Bing asked back.